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Above the East China Sea.

The old man who was fishing suddenly raised his head and put away the fishing rod.

In the midst of the changing colors, there was a middle-aged man who fell not far from the old man.

"Are you back?" the old man Song Yuanming turned his head with a smile.

The middle-aged man shook his Yin Yang Dao robe, and looked disgusted: "Staying in such a ghost place, it's all water vapor."

Glancing at the blood on the corner of the middleman's mouth, Song Yuanming smiled and said, "This is to find your little junior brother." The

middle-aged man nodded: "The kid is not bad, this kind of mortal situation, he has come out, and if there is another one in the future, I am afraid that he will have to fight with a real gun."

Song Yuanming nodded: "I know that you have nothing to do but go to the Three Treasures Palace, and the two of us are old acquaintances, so don't fucking go around the corner." Regarding

the temper of middle-aged people, Song Yuanming is very clear.

This guy has never been a master who can talk about the past, he has always been a night owl who enters the house and comes to everything.

"On the trip to the East China Sea, I want you to help me and break Li Fengan's heart. The middle-aged man said.

was stunned for a moment, and then Song Yuanming smiled and said: "Then you are too exalted to me, Nagarjuna and you can't deal with the characters, I am a stinky old man fishing, why?"

It's not that Song Yuanming is arrogant, that's the case.

The sequelae of the last Luhai City discussion are still there.

"Then let that thing do the. Qi Zhu turned his head sideways and looked at the location of the old man's fishing rod.

Song Yuanming exclaimed: "That's not good, this guy has been fishing for hundreds of years, let him fight with Li Fengan for no reason, no matter whether he wins or loses, I feel distressed!"

Obviously, the middle-aged man is not a good talker, and his arm is slightly raised.

"If you don't want to make a move, I can help you, and I have a way to force it out anyway. "

You!" Song Yuanming couldn't lift his waist, and he straightened up a little.

"

Okay, okay, but that guy is amazing, if you make a big noise, aren't you afraid that the United Nations will trouble you?" Song Yuanming said helplessly.

"What, do you think Nagarjuna doesn't care about things, I will care?" the middle-aged man sneered.

Song Yuanming opened his mouth and closed it with a wry smile.

Also, these two guys, you really don't need to think about that.

"How long does it take for him to arrive?" Song Yuanming began.

The middle-aged man closed his eyes and opened them after a while: "If nothing else, half a month later." "

Half a month?" Song Yuanming frowned: "Did he crawl over?" From

Great Xia to the East China Sea, no matter how slow it is, five days is enough, half a month, you can walk over.

This is still not surprising.

"What if there is an accident?" asked Song Yuanming.

The middle-aged man sneered: "If there is an accident, he will die in the game I set for him all the way." "

Oh~ I see.

This is not difficult to explain.

"Alright, I got it. Song Yuanming waved his hand, turned his head back, and continued fishing.

"But the ugly words are ahead, if I catch it within half a month, then I won't give it to him. Song Yuanming said.

The middle-aged man had a straight face: "Don't worry, you won't be able to catch it in ten lifetimes."

Speaking of this, Song Yuanming turned his head again: "I have a question that I don't understand."

"There's still some time, there's a fart. "Middle-aged humane.

Putting down the fishing rod, Song Yuanming turned around cross-legged and looked up at the middle-aged man: "You said you, although you have betrayed Longwu for many years, but over the years, you have never harmed half of Longwu's disciples and grandchildren, why should Li Fengan not get by?" The middle-aged man

did not speak.

"Alas, don't tell me anything about the battle of luck in the avenue, you didn't kill such an outsider as Nagarjuna back then, how can you tolerate outsiders, but you can't tolerate your own disciples?

Besides, you are not a person of Longwu now, aren't you self-reliant, then Li Feng'an's sanctification will not offset your luck."

Song Yuanming squinted and looked the middle-aged man up and down.

"Speak, Qi Candle!" Song Yuanming raised his voice.

Qi Zhu looked at Song Yuanming and said word by word: "Lao Tzu is willing!"

"Fuck you." Song Yuanming waved his hand and turned around to continue fishing.

"By the way, is it the incarnation or your deity who is talking to me now?" Song Yuanming said.

Qi Zhu still didn't speak.

"Forget it, I don't even know that the 1.3 billion people of Great Xia must be 100 million incarnations of your Qi Candle, and I don't bother to ask.

Still didn't react, Song Yuanming turned his head sideways, and his back was already empty.

"It's rude not to even say a word when you leave. Song Yuanming said quietly: "This Li Feng'an, it's really the center of the storm, he just sent away Nagarjuna, and now there is such a guy again, it's difficult, it's really difficult." Then

I saw Song Yuanming shaking the fishing rod.

"Little one, you have to come up quickly, or if you wait until half a month later, then you will be finished."

Song Yuanming's expression was complicated: "Do you want to deal with Li Fengan's little bastard, or be caught by me, you have to weigh it, it's the monster that beat Nagarjuna to death." Looking

down along the fish, there was a black shadow passing by on the calm water, facing the bait and hookless fishing line, the black shadow ignored it.

"Huh...... It seems that you really want to touch Li Fengan. As if seeing this scene, Song Yuanming smiled and simply put away the fishing rod directly.

Don't go fishing again today, you won't be able to catch it anyway.

Pity...... It's a pity ......

......

A mysterious base in Daxia.

One person landed.

The alarm sounded, and hundreds of heavily armed guards immediately surrounded the surroundings.

But the man waved his hand lightly, and the guards scattered and fell to the ground.

In the room not far away, an old man walked out tremblingly.

Without looking at the guards all over the ground, the old man went straight to the man.

"Long time no see, Qi Dao people. The old man laughed.

Qi Candle didn't give him a good look, and put down a sentence coldly: "If you trouble my junior brother again, I will destroy this place immediately." The

old man's face froze.

He knew that the middle-aged man was not joking with him.

"But didn't you just set up a fascination game to kill him on the train?" the old man wondered.

In Daxia, they can be said to be hand-eyed, not to mention anything else, the degree of well-informed is faster than 5G.

That is, whose sow gave birth to several in one litter, if they want to, they can know immediately.

"Your nonsense, it seems like a lot?" Qi Candle raised his hand slightly, causing the old man to take dozens of steps back.

"Next time, it's going to be a mass grave. Leaving the last sentence, Qi Candle's body dissipated into the night.

When the candle disappeared, the old man fell to the ground as if he had lost his strength, clutching his chest and panting.

For these people who have seen Qi Candle's ability, this reaction is very normal.

That's Qi Candle, a guy who is even more inhuman than Nagarjuna.